Jokers
As much as Vic hated to admit it, she was deathly afraid of jokers. Whenever she saw those 'lame' and 'waste of time and paint' jokers she used to freak out (and still does) and to hide her pale white and scared face she used to blabber about their uselessness.
Well, one particularly fateful night, Teddy took to use her fear for a bit of fun. He hid under her bed, morphed like a very-convincing clown, waiting to strike. As soon as she was fast asleep, he came from his hiding position and whispered her name over and over again until she woke.
'Hello, Victoire.' He said, making the most convincing Batman's Joker look. And she screamed, hard and loud.
The next minute he was being chased in a now-woken up Shell Cottage by a very angry twelve year old blonde with her wand in one hand and a broom and a table lamp in another (he wondered how was that possible)
'Very mature, Teddy Lupin! Very mature of you!' she yelled and he laughed.